True Grit

A few months ago, there was an opening with the CIA for an assassin. These highly classified positions are hard to fill, and there are lots of tests and background checks involved before you can even be considered for the position. After sending some applicants in background checks, training and testing, they reduced the choices that two men and a woman, but only one position was available.

The day has come for the final test to see what would get the job whorl very secret. The CIA men administering the test took one of the men to a metal door and handed him a gun. "We need to know that you follow our instructions in all circumstances," they explained. "In this room, you will find your wife sitting in a chair. Take this gun and kill. "The man looked horrified and said:" You can not be serious, I could never shoot my wife! "" Well, "said the CIA man, you're probably not the right person for that post. "

So they brought the second man to the same door and handed him a gun. "We know that you follow the instructions whatever the circumstances," they explained to the second man. "Inside, you will find your wife sitting in a chair. Take this gun and kill." The second man looked a bit shocked, but nevertheless took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about 5 minutes, then the door opened. The man left the room with tears in his eyes. "I tried to shoot him, I could not pull the trigger and shoot my wife. I guess I'm not the man for the job."

"No," the CIA man replied, "You do not need it. Take your wife and go home."

Now they had the woman left to test. They drove to the same room door and handed him the same gun. "We must be sure that you follow the instructions whatever the circumstances, what is the final test. Inside you'll find your husband sitting in a chair. Take this gun and kill him. "The woman took the gun and opened the door. Before the door closed all the way, the CIA men heard the gun shots began, one shot after another for 13 shots. Then all hell broke loose in the room. They heard screaming, rashing, and banging on the walls. It lasted for several minutes, then everything was silent.

The door opened slowly and there was the woman. She wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "You do not say that the gun was loaded with blanks. I had to beat the son of a ***** to death with the chair!"

Wow. Lol.

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